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Free Hardcore Sex Stories - Lumberman's Trail
I know it might seem silly to look forward to going down to the river and wait for the lumbermen to come by but in 1883 that was about all there was to do for entertainment. A few times a week different lumbermen would stand balanced on logs, having great skill with nothing but their strength and a long pole to keep them up there. One at a time would go by with their small group of lumber.
The river was the fastest way to get the logs to the builders.
I enjoyed where and how I lived, but it was a lot of hard work, too. I could cut wood, hunt, fish, and build with the best of men. And I could cook damn good, too.
I built my cabin on the hill above the river. There is a spectacular view and trees everywhere, regardless of what they seem to harvest.
I admit to that sometimes I seem very masculine, but I can clean up good, too, and that's what I made sure to do before Brad went by on the rolling logs.
Brad was my favorite lumberman. I liked the others, too, but Brad won me over. He was so tall and muscular, and his skin was so tanned. He was beautiful, almost a work of art. And he had this way of making me weak and count on him for strength when he was before me. He was friendly and warm. And he had a smile that melted my heart.
"I'm really glad the river slows when it come by you," Brad yelled, from a slight way down the river. He dove into the deep water, and swam over to me. "That felt good after being in the hot sun all day." He hugged me with his soaked body. I pushed him away playfully.
"You're getting me wet," I giggled. I really didn't care. I just wanted to joke with him.
"I admit your looking beautiful in that blue dress, but I don't think you'll melt. Besides, I'd sure like to make you wet," he grinned. He pressed his body against mine and kissed me with a passion I'd never known.
"Since we are going to get you wet, why don't you just let me take all of your clothing off," he said, as I let him lift my dress over my head, then the rest of my garments. He laid me down with his body close to mine. I kept thinking that this couldn't be happening, but it was. At first I couldn't move, only go with his movements, but that changed rapidly. It didn't take long before I was getting him out of his clothes. I wanted so much to touch and taste him. His body was so muscular and perfect. I ran my fingertips over every inch of it. It was a light touch, like feathers tickling his flesh. He squirmed under my touch. His own hands ran over my petite figure. They were so hot; they nearly burned my skin. His hand gently massaged my breasts, one at a time, and then traveled down my body. I moaned over and over. I had no thought to the fact that in a little while another lumberman would be coming by. Brad's tongue followed his fingers on their way down. He slowly took his time to touch and lick every inch of me: my breasts, ribs, stomach, hips, thighs, and pussy. I didn't want him to stop. I spread my legs as wide as I could get them, reaching down to open my pussy for him, too. He pressed his face against my pussy, letting his tongue dive inside. It squirmed over my clit. It darted in and out of me. It wasn't long before I was screaming in orgasm. But Brad didn't let up there; he kept licking me and touching me. He let his fingers wander inside to fuck me. Over and over I came for him.
Brad came up next to me and let me touch his wonderful, slender body. His cock was so hard, and it begged to be licked, which I did. My tongue licked the length of the shaft, and then my mouth came down upon it to his balls. I kept my fingertips touching his body as I sucked his cock. He tasted so good, and it was so exciting to please such a man. He lightly ran his fingers through my hair as I did this. He was such a gentleman. He was still so sweet both in taste and mannerism. My fingers ran over his ass softly, and then his hips and balls. He squirmed, as I sucked him, until I ached inside to have him in me.
Brad brought the weight of his body down on mine. He took hold of my hips, as I reached down to guide him in me. I moaned and smiled as I watched his face. He was smiling, too. I could not take my eyes off of him. I had the perfect view as he had sex with me. My body began to quiver all over as his hand went to my breasts. It was so hot and intense.
"Cum, baby," Brad said, as his own body shook in orgasm. We collapsed in each other's arms. I kissed him softly.
"When will you be by next?" I asked, putting my clothes off before the next person came drifting down the river.
"Two days from now, I will be back, and I sure hope to see you again," he said, finishing putting his wet clothes back on, which didn't seem like an easy feat.
"I will be waiting for you right here. I promise." I smiled as he kissed he one more time and dove into the river and swam back to his logs. She watched him expertly get back up on his logs, wrangle them back in order, and move on down the river.
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